Thursday, November 21, 2013

Sewing: Quilt top #1 done!

I managed! I finished hand stitching the binding of the first quilt with 3 hours spare before her birthday. (it has just taken me 3 weeks to get some photos.) I pulled off her old doona while she slept, and she woke under her new one in the morning. 

And I had managed to keep it all a surprise - even when I thought I had made a huge blunder in front of her in the school car-park. But thankfully, she had no idea I was completing it - and there has been sweet dreams ever since.

(the granny square pillow was her first crochet project)

The little picture squares are one of her top favourites. Mine would be the square below.

Reverse of the quilt.

And now I have two more to go.

Friday, November 8, 2013

Sewing: cushion cover

After spotting this cushion idea in the recent issue 31 Mollie Makes magazine, I have given free motion stitching a try, and loved it. Just a shame I haven't inherited my dad's drawing gene. Maybe I need to take up stitching my kids drawings instead.

A birthday gift for a person, who I don't get to have coffee or tea with very often, due to distance. Wish we lived closer. xx

pinned and made: herbie collection

Our boy, when he was younger had a huge passion for anything VW bettles, known in this house now as herbies. The orange vintage matchbox were his favourites. He had one constantly in his left hand, with his fingers wrapped nicley around it, and come church time, they would be safely tucked into his pockets, come bedtime, they were all through his bed. 

They were so well loved that axels were bent, paint wore off and then we could no longer find them in the shops.  Family members new of his love of herbies and looked out for them and so overtime, his collection grew. Even though he still secretly likes them deep down, he now has eyes for war planes, and F1 cars. 

So with a pile of these herbies and having pinned the Ribba frame idea ages ago, I put them all nicely in, ready for his new bedroom. I kept the final product secret from him and surprised him with it hanging in his room one day after school. 
His eyes said it all. 
All until last sunday morning. I was making breakfast, the kids were getting dressed and I heard this almighty crash. It fell off the wall. No more ribba frame. But the glass survived. Somehow. So did the herbies. 
Next time I won't be hanging it on the wall. 
It will need to sit on a shelf.